Ameracal

1. Huck Fosier Em Em This is not a song Em This is not even a fucking warning Em Em I'm coming for all you mother fuckers Em Em If you diss me, I'm coming to your front door there will be no reply N.C. Le, le, le, Em Let me make this crystal clear Em This country rap aint shit to hear Em Y'all aint moved an inch in years Em Stuck in the mud shiftin' gears Em You must write your raps with crayons Em Hosier's got like a dozen fans Em Known for fucking his cousin and Em Talkin' shit but won't throw hands Em You aint a man, you a bitch right Em You buddy up then you switch sides Em Can't get nowhere so you dick ride N.C. That's straight up, midnight Em Don't get me wrong tryin to put a song Em But have of y'all can't write a song Em Em The other half is doin shit, they build it up and you ruin it Em It's time to man up, no more bitch Em Why you on stage grabbin your dick Em Em Talkin' about the beers you drinking braggin about the cans you dip Em Em You so cammo I can't see you this ammo make yo ass see through Em Em Talk tough get fucked tossed, In the trunk then take that punk til I see you Em Em Once a hillbilly get killed really, I f**k with 'ol boy Chicken Willy Em It's summer time body still chilly Em Can't touch ya boy but you still feel me Em Em I choke a hater with Copenhagen, dope as f**k, no mistaken Em Em As far as hick-hop I hit the top, whether or not that shit's vacant Em Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up N.C. This is who the f**k is Just In Time N.C. This is Redneck Rave Shit motherfuckers N.C. Whatchall think I wasn't going to get on here and talk my shit N.C. Y'all sadly mother fuckin mistaken, now check this out N.C. Y'all mother fuckers wanna talk about Em Y'all gonna piss on somebody's boots Em Em I got 17 mother fuckin reasons why you aint gonna step bitch Em Em You got a motha fuckin problem, Em Em When you see me, Make sure your ass hop out the mutha fuckin truck bitch, LET'S GO! Em You, you, you thought I was done, no, n-n-n-no Em Armed to the teeth in a no gun zone Em Got an army with me Em Quit talking to me like, lights on upstairs but nobody's home Em Em Nobody's on shit, just fight me, nobody wants it, unlikely Em Get stomped out by redwing boots Em We don't do soft shit 'round her, f**k Nike Em Em You won't pull it, shot gun bullets, wreck ya whole body Em Em All I hear is a lotta bullshit, you aint nobody Em Who's gonna check me, I'm waitin Em Please don't test me, my patience Em Em Running out don't run ya mouth, this gun I got aint go no safety Em Em Lord have mercy, I mean that, If I react it means Hearses Em Em Bunch of virgins, I can't f**k with these bitches weak ass verse Em This is curtains, show's over Em Em Not for me but for those or you who oppose the fact Em Em Em I just showed ya that the game is over 2.Die Tonight C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay C#m C#m C#m And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said C#m C#m C#m C#m I got two graves dug, one for me and one for the motherfucker standin' in my way C#m C#m C#m C#m And if I die tonight, at least I can say I never ran away C#m C#m Six foot deep, deep deep in the cut C#m C#m Shovel and the tarp rolled up in the truck C#m C#m Couple old bikers and they know whats up C#m C#m Spend my iTunes check on gettin' people roughed up C#m C#m And a child molester might end up in the mud C#m C#m Bones in the shit of a couple wild boars C#m C#m Teeth buried in the light of a little white church C#m C#m I be somewhere dog GPS don’t work C#m C#m Where the cops all do things a little bit dirty C#m C#m But they stay on my team, I got that Babyface money C#m C#m Y'all can buy all that jewelry, I'll invest in my community C#m C#m Put a bunker in the ground, fill it up with plenty shiny things C#m C#m I got brass for days, pitbulls with teeth so razor sharp C#m C#m You’d think my females slept with a great white shark C#m C#m I ain’t tryna brag but my A-Team too big N.C. Some crazy mother fuckers on that C#m 1900’s shit C#m C#m It’s time for a change, yeah I came with some buddies C#m C#m Who don’t mind getting muddy and bloody and standin' for somethin' C#m C#m And puttin' some sense into this corrupt country C#m C#m Go ahead big dog come over here and say somethin' C#m C#m C#m G#m G#m C#m I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay {i'm gonna be okay] C#m C#m C#m And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m I got two graves dug, one for me and one for the motherfucker standin' in my way C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m You can get it, I'ma fight until the death of me C#m C#m I ain’t never been known to run from an enemy C#m C#m Heavily armed to the teeth, got an army with me C#m C#m And I’m ready to die if you threaten me C#m C#m AK’s, AR’s, you ain’t who you say you are C#m C#m Bullets start flyin', puttin' ghosts in the graveyard (Woo) C#m Full moon lighting up the battlefield C#m C#m C#m Battle to my last breath and my blood splatter here (Woo) C#m C#m C#m C#m Just breathe a minute, just think a minute, you don’t wanna go to war C#m C#m C#m C#m Or we could get it, yeah we could bring it right to your front door C#m I don’t think you wanna go that route C#m C#m I ain’t known to f**k around, f**k around C#m I'ma throw a hundred rounds C#m Put your cold body in the fuckin' ground C#m C#m Get the point bitch, when I hit you with the hollow round C#m C#m What the f**k you talkin' 'bout? I don’t wanna talk about it C#m C#m Leave your body right there layin' with some chalk around it C#m C#m Why I gotta go so hard? Why you so fuckin' soft? C#m C#m C#m Why your man runnin' bitch, you already fuckin' lost C#m C#m C#m C#m I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay C#m C#m B And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m I got two graves dug, one for me and one for the motherfucker standin' in my way C#m C#m C#m C#m And if I die tonight, at least I can say I never ran away, C#m C#m C#m C#m Ran away, ran away, ran away, ran away, ran away, ran away C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m I never ran away C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m C#m 3. Life Goes On Em Em Em Em Em Scars and tattoos, got 'em head to toe Em I was born to raise hell, 'til it's time to go Em Never feared another man, never ran from a problem Em Then my daddy wasn't there, momma didn't raise a coward Em Weathered every storm, rain, sleet, hail, snow, hell no Em No retreat, I don't eat, this is what I stand for Em Stand up, man up, we can throw them hands Em Am Even prison couldn't change me, I ain't scared to go back Em That's a known fact, wanna scrap, face me if you do Em Am Think you put me in my grave, well you a daisy if you do Em And if you do, bad motherfucker, put that on my tombstone Em Am But that'll be a cold day in hell, boy I'm too strong Em Boots on, wanna see the bottom of 'em, say something Em Am Paid for us sinners, Lord knows everyday it's somethin' Em Trials but I persevere, through hard work and drinkin' beer Em Am So I ain't trying to hear that bullshit, bitch I'm workin' here Em It's been a long day and I ain't done yet Em And all I know is come and get you some Em I learned the hard way, I did it my way Em But like they say, boy life goes on Em It's been a long day and I ain't done yet Em And all I know is come and get you some Em I learned the hard way, I did it my way Em But like they say, boy life goes on Em On and on and on I'm gettin' up another mornin' Em Em7 Another day, another dollar, work my hands off to the bone Em7 Em Bartender pour another round, I'm just trying to ease the pain Am Boy I'm headed back home Em Still got dirt all in my hands, workin' hard trying to make it Em What don't k**l you make you stronger, If it don't then it'll break ya Em Take you out like trash, just that fast, life can put you on your ass Em Am I'm cut from a different cloth, but you wouldn't know about that Em Lord, they don't know shit about a hard life Em Am Lord, they don't know shit about no hard times Em Lord, learn the hard way now I'm right or wrong Em Boy, I guess it's like they N.C. Say, boy life goes on Em It's been a long day and I ain't done yet Em And all I know is come and get you some Em I learned the hard way, I did it my way Em But like they say, boy life goes on Em Em7 It's been a long day and I ain't done yet Em7 And all I know is come and get you some Em7 I learned the hard way, I did it my way Em But like they say, boy life goes on Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em7 Em Em 4. Round Here C Bm E5 E5 C Em Em C Em So long, boy you so gone Em You gonna learn not to f**k with me Em (Don't bring it around here) Em We don't play no games and if you wanna go to war C There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here) Em What the f**k wrong with that boy, get him, I ain't got time to be toyin' with 'em Em When a shotgun hit 'em, then he gonna go C He gonna know not to f**k with me no more, Can't breathe no more Em Throw that bitch in the back of the truck Em And we gonna go dump you somewhere, So deep that even we don't know C Em We ridin', you ridin' with us or you gon' get ran over Em When I say we ridin' I ain't talkin' Range Rover Em Lifted up trucks give a f**k about a boulder E5 Shotgun in the rack hangin' right above my shoulder C Em Poster with your face on it Em Face it, these bullets hit you in the face, F**k your shit up more than braces Em Ammo come in by the cases, Have you leanin' like the Matrix Em Why you're family settin' up the wake and all they sayin' is (Sayin' is) C Em So long, boy you so gone Em You gonna learn not to f**k with me (Don't bring it around here) Em Em We don't play no games and if you wanna go to war Em There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here) C Em So long, boy you so gone Em You gonna learn not to f**k with me (Don't bring it around here) Em We don't play no games Em And if you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here) C Em Are you still talkin' shit, huh Em You won't go away, just like a hiccup, Bitch I hit you I promise you won't get up C Em Get out my hair, don't bring that shit around here, boy, leave it be Em Or you're gonna see the bottom of a fuckin' creek, RIP C Em Yea, Bubba, bad motherfucker tires smokin' burnin' rubber Em Dirt and mud we got you covered, Bitch I put you six feet under C Em Pistol underneath my seat,I go to war, you go to sleep E And I know that you heard of me N.C. Hell yea, hell yea C Em Th-th-that boy A-Cal with a 50 cal, I'm in your town and run that shit, yee yee Em Don't play around, I'll lay you down, Should've known boy not to f**k with me B Em Should've know better not to throw with 'em, Have you runnin' back like Jerome Bettis E I'll light you up with that hot lead E5 Then dump you off in the cold river C Em I don't give a f**k, no fear, Crack your head then a cold beer Em You ain't known here, don't go there, Get dumped on a dirt road here B Em Got a 12 gauge, I'm well paid, Bought lots of bullets, put you front page E Them headlines, you dead Em I'm doing just fine, while the papers sayin' C Em So long, boy you so gone Em You gonna learn not to f**k with me (Don't bring it around here) Em We don't play no games and Em If you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here) C Em So long, boy you so gone Em You gonna learn not to f**k with me (Don't bring it around here) Em We don't play no games and Em C If you wanna go to war, There ain't nothing to say (Don't bring it around here) Em Em C Don't bring it around here Em Em C Don't bring it around here Em Em Em E5 5. Whiskey Fiddle Em Hey we used to Em Em Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no, they just run they mouth Em Em Until their luck runs out, I said I ain't what you're used to Em Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no, They just run they mouth Em Until their luck runs out Em I get it you're so tough and stuff Em Big ol' pickup trucks and huntin' bucks Em I'll bet you a hundred bucks I ran out of fucks Em E And you ain't good at fightin' so you learned how to duck Em Run tuck and tell it ain't ever fuckin' fail Em I don't give a f**k about Yale I grew up tough as nails Em I ain't worried about bail I got money by the bales Em And I ain't talkin' 'bout hay I'm talkin' 'bout sales Em You ain't talkin' 'bout shit unless you talkin' 'bout me Em Come say it to my face you gonna talk without teeth N.C. Oh me oh my made his old lady lie N.C. Made his old dog die seen that old boy cry Em Yeah Bubba shit's about to get ugly Em I'm old school but the new school love me Em Two lanes run with me or from me Em Don't gamble with your life boy you ain't that lucky Em Em Em I ain't what you used to, I don't f**k around with these dudes, no Em Em They just run they mouth, Until their luck runs out Em I said I ain't what you're used to, I don't f**k around with these dudes, no Em Em They just run they mouth, Am Em Until their luck runs out, I said I ain't what you're used to Em Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no Em They just run they mouth Em Until their luck runs out, I said I ain't what you're used to Em Em Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no, They just run they mouth Am Em Until their luck runs out Em Pickin' and grinnin' steadily winnin' Em I ain't surprised I had what it took from the beginnin' Em Em I was full speed runnin' them over makein' fools bleed Em Trainin' rookies for the big leagues indeed, Man I hope you have fantasy points Em I'm offensively dangerous when I'm bangin' these joints Em Bases loaded and a full count, oww Em Em You gotta pitch to me now I'm knockin' that shit out, Callin' my shot Em I drop a hundred videos all of them hot Em A-Cal asked coulda I said "boy stop" Em It'd be my pleasure to cook it up on hot Em I bridge a gap from the mud to them hicks up top Em 'Till the whole maps covered I shit you not Em I'll be sittin' on green for the beat to drop Em Indian style, haha Em I ain't what you used to Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no Em They just run they mouth Em Until their luck runs out Em I said "I ain't what you're used to" Em I don't f**k around with these dudes, no Em They just run they mouth Em Em Until their luck runs out Em Em Em Em Em Em Em 6. Crossroads C Bm A E Em These dirt roads ain’t gold down there Em It's hell on earth, anything goes down here Em Lookin' for some holy water at the water hole Em But all I'm findin' is whiskey and beer E And I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner to the core E Searchin' like the devil, to find the Lord, yeah E Heaven knows I need help sometimes E 'Cause I love to have a hell of a time E I said, I’m a sinner, I'm a sinner, Lord save me E But please pour me up a drink 'fore you take me E If you can turn water into wine E I’m sure you make a hell of a shine, yeah E I can’t help it Lord, I’m sinnin' every day E A E I need your help and I pray, Amen E I’m climbin' to the top of that mountain E I’m tryin' to find you God E Keep tryin' to be an angel, but I'm still A E raisin' hell (Hell) Em Can’t make it out this world alive Em I just want a piece of heaven, before I die E So pass me the apple pie E I’m gonna drink it all down, 'til the jar goes dry Em Baptized in the lake of fire Em Should have drowned me when you could, but I’m still alive Em I’m comin' for your ass like a bat outta hell Em E And you can bet I’m gonna take what’s mine, oh E Preacher man gonna preach to me E You should pull up a chair and have a drink with me E You're sweatin' like the devil with the lies you told E You better start prayin' to save your soul, oh no E I can’t help it Lord, I’m sinnin' every day E A E I need your help and I pray, Amen E I’m climbin' to the top of that mountain E I’m tryin' to find you God E Keep tryin' to be an angel, but I'm still A E raisin' hell (Hell, hell) E A 7. Home Of The Brave Bm D A E Wish someone would help me, somebody tell me G What's goin' on with the world today? Bm D A We lost our way, but won't lose the fight E E B Just stand your ground and you'll be alright Bm E Land of the free, home of the brave D Nowadays everybody act all gay E Y'all don't see this mess y'all made? A Act all weird and dress all strange Bm I guess I'm weird, 'cause I'm still straight? D You white, you racist, that's okay Em Black lives claim they still chained Bm Last I checked, I don't own no slaves Bm But I own what I say Bm Most of you don't 'cause you don't wanna pay E The price you pay when you say it to my face G Bm And all that 'cause I love the USA Bm And the flag we fly Bm I speak my mind, 'cause people died Em They burn it down, you act surprised Em Bm I can't believe my damn eyes Bm Bm I never thought I'd live to see the day Em C D The way people act these days Bm D A I'd rather die than live that way Em E What happened to the USA? Bm D A Em It's time for change, give a damn what people say E G I miss the old days, home of the brave Bm D It's time for change, break the chains in the USA E G I miss the old days, home of the brave Bm D E Wish someone would help me, somebody tell me E E Am What's goin' on with the world today? Bm D A We lost our way, but won't lose the fight E Em Bm Just stand your ground and you'll be alright Bm Bm Gonna be alright, gonna see the light Em E Bm First people fight, then reunite Bm Bm E When day turns night and wrong turns right E E Bm I'll always fight for them stars and stripes Bm Bm Stars and stripes on my sleeves, you burn them, rest in peace E E Bm Better yet, rot in Hell, much respect to those who fell Bm Bm B I live through them so I can tell, the story that we know so well E Bm Live or die, my head held high, 'til it's my time, farewell (Farewell) Bm D A E I never thought I'd live to see the day G The way people act these days Bm D A I'd rather die than live that way Em E What happened to the USA? Bm D A It's time for change, give a damn what people say E G Bm I miss the old days, home of the brave Bm D It's time for change, break the chains in the USA E G Bm I miss the old days, home of the brave 8. Sunset D D G Bm D Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird, Free as a bird A Uh, ridin' down Sunset, I ain't got A G Listen up, look at me, for my country, I will bleed G Men and women gettin' killed overseas, nothin's free G See that air that you breath, Someone sacrificed their life, So why you N.C. Feel you can knee, When they raise the stars and stripes G I-I-I love to k**l them all, Love forgive me sorry God G Bm Can y'all please quit your bitchin', Or at least got get a job D You'd rather stand around, Burn the flag to the ground A Let that happen in my town, See how fast you get found G Where I'm from we don't play, We just pay our respects B Bm And if you got somethin' to say, You gonna say it with your chest D If you can't back it up, You gonna say it with regret N.C. What they say, F**k with the best and die like the rest G I'ma live to the death of me, Definitely got some devil in me Bm Sort it out with the Lord, Then maybe it's heaven for me D We'll see how it goes from here, Hopefully die old in a chair A Flag blowin' in the breeze N.C. Sippin' on a cold beer G Yea, I'm feelin' free as a bird Bm Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird D Yea, I'm feelin' free as a bird A Ride into the sunset, I ain't got one regret G Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird Bm Yea, I'm feelin' free as a bird D Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird A Ride into the sunset, I ain't got one regret G Uh, free as a bird, Bird, free as preferred G Some man that give them the bird, Bird, if they offended by my G Freedom of words, Words, damn right I meant it when I said it G That's my word, Word, and that shit authentic G My panic for panic fighters in bags, Throwin' them left and rights Bm Writtin' songs to right these wrongs, Until there's nothin' left to write D Best advise I was given, Live this life you was given A Like the only one you have, And don't hold back, Cause you ain't livin' twice G No regrets, no regrets, Baby no regrets Bm You lookin' for a perfect life, I wouldn't hold your breath D They take my tips in cash, I'm going to my death A Am Ain't gotta tell me, Life ain't free, I know who wrote the check G I know, I know who paid the price, Who saved my life Bm I know, I know my road, And ain't afraid to say it's Christ D Don't take me yet, Please Lord, I ain't done yet A Greatest yours, I just wanna N.C. Ride off in the sunset G Yea, I'm feelin' free as a bird Bm Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird D Yea, I"m feelin' free as a bird A Ride to the sunset, I ain't got one regret G Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird G Bm Yea, I'm feelin' free as a bird D Uh, I'm feelin' free as a bird N.C. Ride to the sunset, I ain't got one regret G Bm D A G Bm D A 9. Born Alone D It's been a long road, Lord, it's been a long road A And I'm still feelin' like I'm so far from home D Could you help me just rest my bones A And could you help me not feel so alone D Came into this world burnin' bright, runnin' fast A I had everything to gain, the whole world in my hand D I was so damn tough that you couldn't tell me nothin' A Fightin' and cussin', got me hand-cuffed and D Threw my ass in prison, shackled in Hell's kitchen D A How I treated women, I just called 'em all bitches D Except my momma, she stayed through my whole conviction A I did my time, they let me out, it's time to get it D Born alone and I'ma die alone A All that matters is what happens in between, yea D And all I know in a world so cold A Everything ain't always what it seems, oh no D Hit the ground runnin', ain't that somethin', take a look at me D A I don't want the world, I want the world and all it took from me D You ain't gettin' shit for free so you ain't gettin' shit from me A Grew up speakin' freely about freedom bein' the shit to me D Guy on top, live long enough to fall A Everybody drop around me but I'm still here through it all D History in the makin', if you want it then you go and take it A From the bottom to the top, first they love you then they hate you D Then they judge you when they hang you, just because they can't hang D A The ones that send you praises throw dirt on your damn name D They ain't got the heart to live and that's a damn shame A Waitin' on the day to throw dirt on your damn grave D Born alone and I'ma die alone A All that matters is what happens in between, yea D And all I know in a world so cold A Everything ain't always what it seems, oh no D It's been a long road, Lord, it's been a long road A And I'm still feelin' like I'm so far from home D Could ya help me just rest my bones A And could you help me not feel so alone D Born alone and I'ma die alone A All that matters is what happens in between, yea D And all I know in a world so cold A Everything ain't always what it seems, oh no D Born alone and I'ma die alone A All that matters is what happens in between, yea D And all I know in a world so cold A Everything ain't always what it seems, oh no 10. Public Enemy G5 I got no fucks to give and I really don't care G5 I'm just here for a couple of beers, yeah G5 I got nowhere to go and nothin' to lose G5 Don't make me knock you off of that chair, yeah G5 You gonna do what to who, Nigga you ain't nothin' dude G5 Shit, he say nigga, Yea I did, nigga f**k you! G5 G Oh I can't say that but you can say that? G Black Lives Matter and every white dude is racist E5 I like country and rap, they say I can't Em I say I can, Hold up, matter of fact N.C. I'm sayin' listen, racism is at an all time high in America N.C. I don't judge by their color, I just judge them on their character G5 Who wrote, you know, I know how to get it in G5 Dog Cujo, you know, you just on that King shit G5 Large I'm livin', you ain't in charge, G I'm givin' you three seconds, 'Fore I lose my temper, stomp your head in Em Oh my God aggression! F**k yea, I'm American Em Sometimes arrogant, I'm aware of it Em Take that fuckin' towel off your head, I don't like the way you're wearin' it Em "Allahu Akbar", I'm sick of hearin' it from terrorists G5 In our home land, little kids poppin' xan's G5 Walk around skinny pants, where the f**k are mom and dad? G5 But I'm supposed to honor that G Sorry Honor, I object and by object, I mean I'm comin' at your mother-fuckin' neck Em F**k a threat, don't pretend it bitch, I know what my gender is Em You think I'm offensive? I think you too fuckin' sensitive E5 Censor this, I don't don't give a f**k or a blurred middle finger N.C. You more pussy than my little sister, get the picture G5 I got no fucks to give and I really don't care G5 I'm just here for a couple of beers, yeah G5 I got nowhere to go and nothin' to lose N.C. Don't make me knock you off that chair, yeah G5 Pu-pu-pu-public enemy number one, under the gun Gm Never seen an enemy wantin' beef I'm runnin' from G5 Country rap, what the f**k is that, Haters point and laugh G5 Watch me put it on my back then, Put it on the map E5 You ain't Church, you ain't Demun, You ain't Jelly, you ain't Struggle Em I'm gonna make this simple bitch, I'm out to get you, you in trouble Em I'ma end you before you start, Take a man, break his heart Em I take action, you actin', learn to play your part G5 You a fake, you ain't strong, you a bitch, you a fraud G Music that I made make you wish you never wrote a song G Run along before you catch clips from the automatic G I'm a savage, all you do is rap about mud and tractors Em It's more than that, White Trash we deserve better Em Redneck, Hillbillies, I'ma put this shit together E Don't you ever say my name, I'll expose ya E Close your casket faster than I closed Hosier's, Game over